This little light of mine
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"So if you don't lose patience with my fumbling around
I'll come up singing for you, even when I'm down"
- Nina Simone, Stars.
I'll come up singing for you, even when I'm down"
- Nina Simone, Stars.
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I'm beginning to think that the founding fathers loved the idea of a democracy, but only within the constraints of a Plutocracy
December 9, 2025 at 3:48 AM
I'm beginning to think that the founding fathers loved the idea of a democracy, but only within the constraints of a Plutocracy
Not in his comfort zone.
December 9, 2025 at 3:52 AM
Not in his comfort zone.
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me dressed up and exercising at the airport before my 8 hour flight
December 9, 2025 at 3:20 AM
me dressed up and exercising at the airport before my 8 hour flight
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Quite remarkable to see how many in Starmer's party are so trapped in a kind of Corbyn era PTSD that they can't grasp the kind of serious challenge the Greens represent rather than the 1980s flashback caricature of what Starmerites think the Left always will be.
December 8, 2025 at 8:21 AM
Quite remarkable to see how many in Starmer's party are so trapped in a kind of Corbyn era PTSD that they can't grasp the kind of serious challenge the Greens represent rather than the 1980s flashback caricature of what Starmerites think the Left always will be.
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Obama be like
December 9, 2025 at 12:34 AM
Obama be like
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This works....
Tips to help with an anxiety attack
Tips to help with an anxiety attack
December 8, 2025 at 11:41 AM
This works....
Tips to help with an anxiety attack
Tips to help with an anxiety attack
And then I wake up.
I close my eyes, and before my mind's eye unfolds a world that belongs only to me. Here I can fly without wings, touch the stars, and swim across the ocean of ideas. Time loses its meaning, and my thoughts become an endless ocean of possibilities.
December 8, 2025 at 4:13 AM
And then I wake up.
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